The ally leader's stand-in is gone

After buying the things she needed, Lin Zhouyue found an inn to settle down.

Unexpectedly, many people sat in the lobby.

He didn't need to let go of his spiritual sense to explore, he could feel the spiritual power of these people as soon as he entered - almost all of them were monks.

Because of his appearance, the excitement of pushing cups and changing glasses in the lobby came to a halt, and many eyes were cast on him.

A few whispers came from the crowd, "Who is this guy, he looks so good-looking", "It seems that his cultivation level is not low", "Great, a powerful helper is here", "Shut down", and so on, and so on. With someone's greeting, the atmosphere became active again.

But Lin Zhouyue didn't seem to realize all this, she just walked through the aisle and came to the counter.

The clerk smiled all over his face, rubbed his hands together and asked him, "What do you need, sir?"

Lin Zhouyue: "One upper room."

Guy: "Okay! Dawei, take the guest officer to room No. [-] of Tianzi!"

Dawei had been waiting by the side a long time ago. Hearing the sound, he bent slightly to Lin Zhouyue and made a gesture of invitation: "Guest officer, please."

Lin Zhouyue didn't move, and asked the clerk at the counter, "Is room No. [-] in Tianzi still available?"

The guy obviously didn't understand why he asked this question, but as a century-old store, what kind of customers have you never met?Immediately, he quickly flipped through the open record book on the counter, and smiled after a while: "Yes, yes, the guest officer wants Tianzi No. [-] room?"

Lin Zhouyue: "Is it convenient?"

Guy: "Convenient and convenient! What's the inconvenience! Dawei!"

Dawei saluted Lin Zhouyue again, and led him up the stairs.

The name of this inn is Huanxin, and I don't know what the boss thinks about it, so he gave it such a festive name.

The Tianzi No. [-] room is small in size, but it has all the necessary furniture and furnishings, clean and tidy, and Lin Zhouyue is very satisfied.

Dawei: "Guest officer, take a look, is there anything else you need?"

Lin Zhouyue took out an ingot of silver and put it on the round wooden table: "I want to ask a few questions."

Dawei smiled more sincerely: "You ask."

Lin Zhouyue: "Why are there so many monks in the inn?"

Dawei: "Hey, it's not because of Dashenmen. All the immortal elders below have come to Lanxiao City to help. If there are no immortal elders sitting in the town, I don't know how many people will die."

Lin Zhouyue: "Did a lot of people die before?"

Dawei: "Our Lanxiao City is in a biased position. There are no great sects in the front, back, left, and right sides. There are few monks, so the casualties at the beginning... Fortunately, the elders are here. Immortal?"

Lin Zhouyue responded lightly.

Dawei's expression changed, and he took out the ingot of silver that had just been put in his arms and put it back on the table: "I thought you were an ordinary person, but I didn't expect you to be a monk .Then we can't accept this money, and we don't want your room fee. If it weren't for the immortal elders who risked their lives, we wouldn't even be able to save our lives. There is no reason to collect money."

As Dawei said, Lanxiao City was in a remote place with few monks, so Lin Zhouyue replaced the spirit stones with silver ingots commonly used by ordinary people for the sake of convenience.

But he has been traveling for so many years, and he has never met a store that doesn't ask for money.

Lin Zhouyue: "There is no reason to live in vain."

Dawei insisted: "The world is not peaceful, and we ordinary people can do very little, such as rent and food, I hope the immortal will not refuse."

Lin Zhouyue didn't say anything more.

The owner of the inn may be grateful for the protection of the monks, but he is impressed that any guy in the inn can have such a magnanimity.

After Dawei left, Lin Zhouyue opened the window, pinched his fingers and set up a small magic spell, and the flying snow was isolated from the outside, only gusts of cool wind brushed against his side from time to time and swirled into the room.

The night has come, but because of the white snow here, the night is not dense, on the contrary, it is a little dazzling after a long time.

Lanxiao City...

When he came last time, this place was still called Lan Xiao Town.

At that time, he also lived in room No. [-] of Tianzi in Huanxin Inn.

In a blink of an eye, 50 years have passed.

When he and Fang Yan met for the first time, they mistook Fang Yan for an evil spirit, and chased him from Lanxiao Town to the top of a nearby cliff. It would be a feat if it spread.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, the two had a normal conversation. He apologized, and Fang Yan generously said that he shouldn't cause misunderstanding.

Good cultivation, magnanimity, good temper, polite, good appearance.

These were his initial impressions of Fang Yan.

Although he somewhat appreciates it, he has never been good at making friends and is not keen on making friends. He thinks that he and Fang Yan are just like the most common encounters in the world, and they are fine.

Time is magical, but what makes it magical is everything in time.

Lanxiao Town has become Lanxiao City, and he can clearly see Fang Yan's changes.

He began to believe in Fang Yan's love for him, but he believed that it didn't mean that he would get back together. All kinds of past events haunted his heart, and there was still an insurmountable life and death between him and Fang Yan.

Bowl.

Or, it's better not to meet at all.

Lin Zhouyue stood by the window for a while, closed the window again, and sat down on the couch to practice.

Not only did revisiting the old place not make him impetuous, but his mood became more peaceful. This practice has reached Zishi.

Lanxiao City was very quiet at night, all the monks in the Joyful Inn were practicing or sleeping, not even a single clerk who brought them to the inn was snoring.

In this silence, Lin Zhouyue twitched her ears and suddenly opened her eyes.

Almost instantly, he appeared several miles outside the city from the inn in the center of the city.

In the vast snow field, several girls were holding magic weapons, and they were besieged by hundreds of men in green and brown cloth robes and long scarves. When the weapons collided, blood spattered everywhere.

Because of the distance, even though there was a commotion, only Lin Zhouyue in Lan Xiao City could hear it.

He recognized the dress.

It is a person from Dashenmen.

The cultivation bases of several girls are good, but they look a little tired, obviously they have been fighting for a long time, and the cultivation base of the leader of Dashenmen is enough to be a Nascent Soul, and the rest are fresh injuries even if they have injuries, obviously they are picked by the group.

There is no need to say much about this situation.

Lin Zhouyue flew up, and Chui Xiao fended off the sharp knife that was stabbing at a girl. He raised his foot to kick the person away, and then stabbed Chui Xiao to the ground fiercely. The silver-white electric light immediately formed a light ball, and he and several A girl was wrapped in it, and then swung around with lightning speed.

There were screams one after another, and everyone in Dashenmen fell to the ground one after another.

"what--!"

"who!"

"Master Li, are you alright?"

The leading Nascent Soul was Hall Master Li, who had the quickest reaction, turned over from a somersault, pushed the subordinate who was about to come to help, and said vigilantly: "Who is coming!"

Lin Zhouyue didn't talk nonsense with him, she kept making sword moves, Hall Master Li was defeated after a few rounds, and called his subordinates to surround him, wanting to take the opportunity to get out of trouble.

In the chaos, Lin Zhouyue flipped her wrist, picked up the chain that someone had dropped, and jumped over the crowd a few times to tie up Hall Master Li.

Holding the chain with his left hand, he glanced coldly at the rest of the Dashen Sect disciples. They were all trash fish that could be dealt with directly by coercion. Xiao Xiao went down.

"Fellow Daoist! Discard the right hand of Section Master Li! He knows secret arts!" A female cultivator shouted.

Lin Zhouyue never underestimated Hallmaster Li, upon hearing the words, she pointed at him and severed the tendons in both hands of Hallmaster Li.

"what--!"

Amidst the shrill shouts, the battle came to an end.

And all this is a long time to say, but it is only a few breaths of work in reality.

Lin Zhouyue was about to ask about the situation of the girls when she sensed a surge of spiritual power coming quickly.

He frowned, and Chui Xiao was standing in front of him out of thin air. Just as he was about to make a move, he heard a few female cultivators happily say: "It's the master! The master is here!"

The person who came was also a woman, although Lin Zhouyue didn't recognize her, but seeing that her cultivation base was out of her body, she was wearing a silky dress, holding two eight-edged maces, and there was a chic and heroic look on her brows, and she was picked up by several female cultivators. Known as the head, there is a guess in my heart.

Most of them are Qingyu Yuanjun and Fuying of the Guanqing School.

The Guanqing Sect is the largest female cultivator sect in the cultivation world, and its scale and strength are not inferior to any other sect.

Fu Ying was talking to his disciples, so close, Lin Zhouyue couldn't help listening to them a few times.

Probably a few disciples planned to come to Lanxiao City to help. On the way, they met the members of Dashenmen. After finishing the first wave, they were already a little tired, but they encountered another wave when they were about to enter the city.

Fu Ying clasped his fists at him gratefully: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for your kindness. I'm going to send Fu Ying in the Qing Dynasty. I don't know what to call you?"

Lin Zhouyue did what he wanted to save people, not to mention that if he reported his family name, he would be polite, so he just said indifferently: "It's a little effort."

After hearing this, Fu Ying didn't ask any more questions, but instead laughed, with a sense of relief in his expression: "It is because of monks like fellow daoists that Lan Xiaocheng can survive until now."

What did Lin Zhouyue think of: "The Guanqing faction plans to protect Lanxiao City?"

Fu Ying: "Taking Shenmen is a disaster for the world, so we naturally have to do our part."

Lin Zhouyue: "I remember that there is also a stronghold of Dashenmen where the Guanqing sect is located. Why don't you let Lan Xiaocheng go to find the fairy alliance?"

Fu Ying: "The secret technique that Dashenmen learned from no one knows where it is difficult to resist, and some sects have been selected to deal with it. If it weren't for the people sent by Xianmeng, those sects would have been unable to hold on. And we still have a battle How can you just hide under the wings of the Immortal Alliance and share the vitality of others?"

Lin Zhouyue was slightly stunned, and then said: "Master Fu Gaoyi."

Fu Ying shook her head, did not monopolize the praise, only said that it was a joint decision of everyone, after a few words, she also praised Lin Zhouyue, which made him laugh dumbfounded.

He wanted to ask what the secret technique of Dashenmen meant, but several disciples of the Guanqing Sect were injured, so they stopped bothering and returned to the city. After all, there are so many monks in the city, someone will always know.

It was still snowing.

Lin Zhouyue propped up the oil-paper umbrella she bought to cover her head. With his cultivation base, as long as he wants, the snowflakes will not be able to float on him at all.

But since it is an opportunity to come to the world to seek a breakthrough, I still want to try my best to do as the Romans do.

Although the Dashenmen came in a menacing manner, the suppression by the Immortal League did not cause a particularly big disturbance, and the senior brother also sent his disciples to help. In addition, Fang Yan already knew that Tu Xia was behind the Dashenmen, so it probably wouldn't take long , the realm of comprehension can return to peace.

He walked past the corner of the square with random thoughts, and in the middle of the long street, a figure of the same color as Snow came into his sight.

Lin Zhouyue calmly raised her eyes.

For some reason, he was not surprised to meet Fang Yan in Lan Xiao City.

The author has something to say: there will be massive bloodshed next. [Top lid]

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